Money, for all it may posses
Can never buy us happiness
***
Money, for all that it may boast
Can’t buy the things that matter most
Love,
Joy.
Hope.
Peace.
Forgiveness.
***
I’ve yet to see a shopping spree
That satisfies our Want
Money, the root of evil wields
And endless, endless taunt
***
We cannot serve God and mammon too
We are either servant or slave
Our life, the mirror we look into
That reflects what we crave
***
A diller, a dollar, on hill er in holler
A teacher or scholar are we
A pocket of penny-like moments to spend
Before eternity
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Stuff, stuff, stuff, stuff
Tell me, when is it enough?!
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It is not the amount we give
To coffers of earth
But the heart we give it with
That decides its worth
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Come, let us reason together
If money is the idol of greed
We should not be so bent to keep
More of it than we need
***
Money and Time, We never have enough, or so it seems
Yet it is the giving of both of these that our Lord esteems
***
The only things of worth
That surpass these few days we live
Are not the treasures we stockpile on earth
But only what we give
***
We all should learn to take
We all should learn to give
For both have much to teach about
The way we ought to live
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Pray, that our goals are not controlled
By the dollars we crave
The rich man and the beggar
Are equal within the grave
***
If we would be wealthy in what matters most
Then we would be wise to seek God’s Kingdom first
What good is vanity’s asset and boast
Where Time’s Soul-goal cannot be reimbursed
***
Lord, you perceive the heart of us
Where skin does not reveal
Full truth, yet those who love you first
Cannot Your love conceal
***
So let us consider
To what end we amount
…a most important matter
Of giving account
© Janet Martin
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